Page 69 of This Thing of Ours

Marco smirked. “You’ll find out when we get home.”

“Suck it alittle harder, baby. Yeah, just like that.”

They were home, in bed, and Marco was doing exactly what he’d told Gabriella he would do when he got her there. Teach her how to suck his cock. He was happy to note, she was an eager student and a very fast learner.

He sat, propped against the headboard, watching her on her knees between his legs, sucking him off. It was a sight he would never forget. Her hand fisting the base. Her mouth taking care of the rest. Her lips growing redder and plumper the longer she worked him.

The visual alone was enough to get him off, but add to it the sensations of her hot, wet mouth and tongue—a torture all on its own as it flicked and swirled around his head—and he was a goner.

“Fuck, baby, let up. I’m gonna come.”

But she didn’t. She held on tighter and sucked him harder until with a roar, he tipped his head back and came down her throat.

He opened his eyes to find her watching him. She smiled, flicked her tongue out, and licked up a drop of cum from the corner of her mouth.

His dick grew instantly hard, and her eyes widened. “How is that even possible?”

“You make it possible. Come here.”

She let go of his dick and scooted until she was straddling his hips.

“Closer.” She started to lean forward, but he stopped her. “No. All of you.”

She gave him a puzzled look but did as he asked, scooting farther forward until she was sitting on his upper abdomen.

“A little closer.”

“I can’t get any closer.”

“Yes, you can.”

“Marco, any closer and I’ll be sitting…”

Her cheeks turned a becoming shade of pink, and he smirked. “Exactly.”

She maneuvered herself over his shoulders, and he gripped her thighs. “I don’t want to suffocate you.”

He chuckled. “You won’t. Hold on to the headboard to keep balance, it’s going to be a wild ride.”

Starting at the back, he ran his tongue through her folds until he reached her clit. There, he latched on and sucked in deep. Her hips squirmed. He moved his hands from her thighs to her ass and pressed her closer.

“Oh, God.” Her legs started to shake, and he gripped her tighter to keep her steady.

With a last flick with his tongue, he dropped his head back. “Fuck yourself on my tongue.”

“What?” She looked down at him, eyes glazed, lips parted. It was a good look.

Instead of repeating himself, he showed her. Directing her hips, he planted her on his tongue and moved them up and down. It didn’t take her long to start fucking his face like a pro, freeing one of his hands for more stimulating endeavors. He found her tit, and he pinched and rolled her nipple.

She was making all kinds of sexy-as-fuck noises, making his dick swell and ache. Seeing she had things well in control, he reached down with his other hand, fisting his dick and giving himself a few slow strokes. Fuck, it wasn’t enough.

Gripping her hips, he lifted and flipped her, so she landed with her back on the bed. She cried out in surprise right before he slammed into her. Her thighs gripped his hips, her toes digging into the back of his legs. Her hands clutched his shoulders. He grabbed her wrists, bringing her arms up and over her head to settle against the mattress as he thrust into her over and over.

Her head tipped back, lips parting, and she released a long, low moan that had him pounding into her harder. “Fuck, baby, you got to find it. I’m not going to last much longer.”

She arched into him, her hips moving in tandem with his. Their bodies slick with sweat. Her pussy dripping. He felt his balls tighten.

And then he felt it. Her whole body stiffened as her pussy sucked at his dick, milking him. And he let go, exploding into her.

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